Stealing Cinderella

I couldn't find a youtube video that allowed me to embed this, so you'll have to click here to see the video. It's how I wish my daddy still felt about me and it's how Prince Charming will (does) feel about his little Cinderellas.

This is the one PC mentions in the comments, and the original one I was looking for but couldn't find at first :-)





Sorry if you cry. Guess it's that kinda day today.

A Letter to the Little Lovelies..

Dear Alex, Liberty and Bean;
You are wonderful children. I have been complimented many times on how well behaved and polite you are. You are all thoughtful, kind and loving. Daddy and I try to tell you this as often as we can so that you grow to be secure, confident and even more amazing adults. I apologize, but I do have on question.

When having left a family function, special outing, restaurant or other such event and we are on the way home, and when Daddy and I decide to compliment you, saying something like, "Hey guys, you all behaved outstanding at (insert particular place here). Thank you very much we really appreciate it!", what are we doing wrong?

It seems that those words, once spoken aloud, translate inside your tiny diabolical minds from meaning "Thanks for being so good" to "Hey..You've been good enough, so go ahead and raise some hell!"

I would just like to take a moment and let you know that "Thank you for being good" does not mean:

• Hit your sister/brother

• Make annoying sounds with: Toys, vehicle, paper, your body parts or your siblings body parts

• scream

• whisper so everyone has to ask, repeatedly, what you are saying

• Start and argument over the crayons exact shade of blue

• Sing at the top of your lungs

• Tell your sister her singing is annoying

• Throw French fries, chicken nuggets or any other form of edible (or non edible) items

• ignore everyone or anyone when they are talking to you

• repeat the name of person ignoring you over, and over, and over while getting louder, and louder, and louder until said person stops ignoring you
  

In short, my little lovelies, when we say "Thank you for being good" please rewrite your inner translator to understand that we also mean, "please continue to be good".

Thank you and all my Love,
Mommy

Caption This

Captain Underpants and Fancy Nancy make an appearance

Yesterday, as part of literature week it was 'Dress like your favorite book character' at Alex and Liberty's school.

After much debate, planning and re-planning the kids finally settled on their favorite characters. Personally I think they are adorable, but I may be a bit bias ;-)

Alex was the fearless, "Tra La La LaLa" singing, Captain Underpants:






Liberty was the, Oh so appropriate, Fancy Nancy:





And Bean is sitting on my lap freaking out because she's not on my blog and brother and sissy are. So here is a picture of Bean just being adorable as usual :

A Beanie Baby Update

My Beanie baby is (almost) back to normal. She isn't throwing up anymore, her glands aren't swollen and she's more active. She is slowly getting her appetite back. The fever is still showing up now and then but it's very low grade now (99-101) and usually only occurs when she's been playing hard.

I don't know exactly what she came down with, but I really hope your little ones never do!

Thank you everyone for all your concern and well wishes :-)

Bean Sick Just Plain Sucks. For Everyone

Two year old people never stop moving. Ever. Not even in their sleep.

My Bean is no different. She is always on the go, always exploring something, always copying her Brother or Sissy.

I have joked with my mom many times that they should clone Bean and require every house to have one. I am pretty sure that there would be world peace if everyone had a Bean. She is never ending motion, pure sunshine and the smile you've always wanted to see.

Until yesterday.

I woke her up from her nap and she was a little warm, but I just thought it was because her room was warm. Then Prince Charming came home, gave her a hug and kiss, and asked if I knew Bean had a fever. I felt her and OMG, fever was an understatement. I hadn't noticed because she was acting and playing normally. I took her temp and she was at 104.3!

I went through everything in my head, decided not to panic, gave her some Motrin and then put her to bed. An hour later I checked her temp and it wasn't really any better so we let her stay up for a while. It was down to 103 when I put her back to bed.

At about 10:30 she woke up screaming so I went to check on her. Her glands were swollen and her fever was back at a strong 104.4. I decided if she went over 104.5 I would take her to the e.r. but she never did. She laid on my chest for another hour in and out of sleep, before I put her back to bed for the night.

This morning her temp was jumping between 102 and 102.8 and by the time we arrived at the docs she was 103.5 and had thrown up twice. He said that it's a bug going around (I do think it's the same thing Liberty had last week with exception of fever) and to keep giving her Motrin (at a slightly higher dose) and keep her hydrated.

After that I ran the girls to Walmart to get Motrin and some other groceries as we were out of everything. While there she got sick again and so we left, only to realize as I buckled them in I had forgotten the Motrin. So we had to unbuckle and go back in.

We finally got home and by then her temp was over 104 again and she was so flushed and out of it I started to worry. I gave her another dose of Motrin and it has helped some.

But I really miss my little ray of sunshine and honestly, seeing my baby girl so quiet, still and miserable is breaking my heart:


(As of right now at 6:30 p.m. she's passed out in my bed, her fever is spiking up again, she hasn't drank anything in over 3 hours and she won't take her medicine. She's looking a little dehydrated and I am currently seeing a late night trip to the E.R. in her future *frown*)